Camp Bam Bam

"Sa'r?" Kevin giggled, "you do know you're the first and only person to do this - don't you?"

"Do what, Kevvy?" Joel asked with a sweet smile.

"Take out the command structure for the entire Unit in one move."

"Oh. Yeah, I know. Oh well, they'll all make great daddies. I feel sorry for you and Chang, though, Juan," Joel added, his face serious and even a little compassionate.

Juan nervously asked "Why?" while keeping Koth's roaming hands off of his butt.

"Can you imagine the pain of giving birth to a ridged brow baby? Ouchie! Anyway! I gotta go, right Galli?" Joel giggled, his eyes twinkling as Juan started to look freaked out.

The Doctor smiled and gestured back to the Tardis.

"Seeya in about an hour or so. I'll be here just before we leave for the mission," Joel smiled.

Kevin added, under his breath, "And after the abortions?"

"Could be," Joel concluded as he and the others who were returning to Orlando stepped back into the Tardis and vanished.

Chang was looking slightly disturbed by all of this, when he turned to his bonded and spoke softly. “You do realize Love... You and your brother were made to be exactly like us.” He paused for a moment, to see if Korris understood. “Which means, I think all four of us will have to be careful in the future.”

Korris' eyes widened slightly, and he shared a look with Koth. Koth shrugged. "Makes sense," the younger Klingon smiled.

Korris thought about it for a second more, and then smiled back at Chang, "I'd be honoured to carry your child, Chang. As I'm sure you'd be honoured to carry mine!"

“Of course I would be honored my Love. However, I must insist that since you are the head of the house, it would only be proper for you to go first.” Chang said with a slight smile.

"Agreed," Korris smiled as he started to growl deep in his throat. "I'll let you impregnate me first - then, once you've finished, I'll return the favour..."

Koth giggled, then went back to trying to touch up the near hysterical Juan.

“FUCK YOU ALL!!!!! OH WAIT... don't... no one is touching me EVER again!!!” Juan was really starting to freak out about this. Of course everyone else laughing was just pissing him off even more.

Finally Khan had to step in. “Juan, I think it would be best if you calmed down.”

“FUCK OFF KHAN!!!! What are you worried about, you’re the only straight one here!” Juan screamed!

“Well yes I am, I have always told you that woman are good for more then just...”

Khan never got a chance to finish as Juan screamed “Oh God dammit... just... just go fuck yourself!”

Khan threw his hands up in defeat, and turned to walk away. Then he stopped and turned around looking at Juan with a puzzled look. “Hmmm... I wonder if that would work - could I get myself pregnant?” Adam and Logan, who had just woken up, both groaned hearing that.

Juan was about to pounce Khan and try to rip his face off, when they all were stopped in their tracks by Joe's voice. He had his drill sergeant authority going again.

“EVERYONE FREEZE!” Joe wheeled himself into the middle of the group, and all the boys were standing around, all eyes on him. “Everyone who is not a part of this group, go get your gear together. We go wheels up in about two hours.”

Many people wanted to stay around and watch, but no one was going to disobey Joe when he was talking like this. With in less then a minute, the room had cleared save for those now worried about becoming pregnant, or those that might make them pregnant.

Joe looked around at all of them, and then spoke softly, never loosing the authority in his voice. “I know all of you are shocked by this, I know I am. BUT... we all have a job to do, and this can frankly wait. None of you are going to give birth right now, but if ANY of you are not on the top of your game, many of these kids, and probably a lot of the kids we're going to rescue are going to die.”

He took a moment to let that sink in, and then hit them with his trump card. “If any of you think your not up to the task, or can't play at 110%, then maybe you should back out now. If you can't put the other shit out of your head, I'm sure we can find something here for you to do while the rest of us go save YOUR family.”

He looked around, and saw many angry faces, but he knew that it's what they needed right now. Truth be told, the thought of any of these boys giving birth to children really frightened him.

Jason, watching the 'fun' from near Will's Black hawk, whistled, "You, good sir, can be quite nasty - in the most logical way, of course. Guys, he's right. Think of this as a part of your training - can you function with stress. Oh, and congratulations, Adam and Logan. Now I'm going to take my two Klingons for some finalization to our plans. Koth, get your not-yet-pregnant bod over here - I need a Mek'leth Tactician for this. Kor, stop feeling up Chang's butt - I need you too."

Three minutes later, Jason and the entirety of the VSO had beamed out. The Unit boys took a few moments to compose themselves, and were about to head out, when they got a call from the command center.

“Commander Casey!” Came the excited voice of one of the Logan clones call out. “We got a large group of inbound aircraft. They're all American military... and Sir - Uncle Tom wants to talk to you.”

Adam looked perplexed, but Logan had a small smile on his face. “Put him through down here please.” Adam said, a second later Tom's voice came over the speakers.

“Adam! How's my favorite little General?” Tom's mirth could be heard over the radio.

“Sir... I'm... I'm just peachy, if you want to know. But - even though I'm afraid to ask. - what’s going on?” Adam's eyes were now focused on Logan who was trying hard not to laugh.

“Why don't you come outside, and I'll show you.” Tom's voice was once again broken up by his laughs. Adam just shook his head, and the full group started to walk outside. Adam, his brothers, the cats, the wolves , Janet, Joe, and even Master Takamora all went outside to see what Tom had done.

 

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Adam was stunned. Fifteen black hawks had just touched down, their pilots shut the birds down, and then got out. All heading to a larger transport helicopter that had also touched down. None of the pilots said a word to him, and he was having a hard time not running over there to ask questions.

Before the big helicopter took off, two more helicopters came in. One was an Apache gun ship, the other was an American version of the MI26 large transport helicopter, very similar to the huge helicopters they had. Both helicopters shut down, and the pilots of the transport ran over to the other helicopter that was carrying all the pilots.

Where as the pilots of the Apache got out and went to where Adam and the rest were standing. When they got close enough, one of them took off his helmet, and Tom's grinning face greeted them.

Adam was the first to speak up. “Okay Uncle Tom - what gives?”

Tom just grinned more. “Merry Christmas, courtesy of the United States Military.”

Adam looked perplexed and Tom couldn't help but laugh some more. “Welllll. See, yesterday I got a phone call from a certain someone who told me that you guys were planning a mission, but didn't have the helicopters you needed because most of your went down during the Montana Massacre...” Tom paused a moment, not letting the emotion overcome him.

“Anyways, I pulled a few strings, and got you some presents. The transport over there,” pointing to the one that had been shut down, “hold the hardware that would keep Fort Hood operational for about a year. We figured that should last you a few weeks. You'll have more then enough guns and ammo in there for the mission. As well as some other toys we were able to get in. At least I hope it will last you.” He couldn't help but grin when he said the last part.

Juan was bouncing up and down waiting for Adam's okay to go look at the toys. Adam smiled and was about to tell him to go ahead, when Tom cut him off. “Oh... I'm not done yet...” Tom grinned while everyone just looked at him.

After a moment, Tom pulled a radio out of his flight suit, and spoke into it. “Tango lead, to Echo flight, your run is a go. Come in hot and fast, and show our boys their new toys.”

“Copy that Tango lead - E.T.A three zero seconds.” The voice said, and Tom turned and looked back the way they came. A few seconds later, they all started to hear the whine of helicopters come in fast. “These next two, well, lets just say we acquired them a few years ago, and never had anything we really could do with them - until now.”

As soon as the helicopters came into sight, both Will and Billy squealed out in excitement. It was Billy that was first able to make a coherent sentence. “Holy shit! Those are fucking Hind-D Gun Ships - and they're fully fucking loaded!”

Will finally was able to say something, “Oh I am SOOO going to have fun with those.”

Tom turned and grinned at them, as the helicopters came in to land. “But Will... if you claim them, who are you going to give the others to?”

Will turned to Tom with his mouth open. Adam laughed and said what Will wanted to. “Okay Tom, what else do you have for us?”

Tom grinned and raised his mic again. “Viper lead, this is Tango Lead - your a go.”

“Roger that!” the radio said again, and after just a few seconds, they started to hear something else. These were not helicopters though.

Will almost had his own joy-gasm when he saw what came over the rise, and started to make their decent. The same two Harrier Jump jets that they got to play with at Joel's party now came in for a landing.

Tom turned around, smiling, but was jumped by two very happy boys who just got their bestest birthday presents. “Thanks Uncle Tom!” Will said.

“Yeah Uncle Tom, can we go see them?!?!” Billy jumped in.

 

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Bartholomew Rollins the third, more commonly known as 'runt', was sitting alone in his room. He was more then a bit depressed after leaving the Tardis. He finally got what he wanted, a chance to do the things that normal people could do, but now he couldn't anymore.

For him, normal people were the people that looked close to their age. 'Runt' was almost fourteen, but anyone looking at him would think he MIGHT be ten years old. He was only four and a half feet tall, and weighted in at a mere 76 pounds.

What he wanted to do more then anything was fly one of the helicopters. He had always loved flying with his father, but that was before he got kicked out onto the streets.

When he got here, he just kinda went along with the others, and ended up in the training. At first, he was doing it because he wanted to prove to everyone that he was just as good as the others. But then Will came looking for people to be assigned to the helicopter crews. Runt had jumped at the chance.

When Will told everyone, they would all get a chance to see if they could be a pilot, Runt's self confidence went into he toilet. There was no way he could fly one of those, not with as small as he was. He remembered every time he dad had let him take the stick in their little plane, his father had to control the pedals cause Runt's feet just wouldn't reach.

Runt volunteered to be one of the people trained on repairing the helicopters, since he figured that would be the closest he would ever get to flying one. That's when he met Brandon. He let himself drift back to the time in the Tardis

Brandon was one of the boys that came in with the medivac helicopter, and was slated to be the co-pilot. Brandon and Runt became friends, and he was the only that Runt told of his desire to fly. Brandon never said a word, but then one day, Billy, one of the instructors, called Brandon and Runt aside, and took both of them to one of the picnic tables near by.

When they all sat down, Billy began.

“Runt... I hear form Brandon here that you really wanted to be a pilot.” Runt shot Brandon a nasty look, but Billy jumped right in. “Hey, you don't need to be pissed at him, I was the one who asked him.” Runt looked confused now, and Billy just smiled.

“I see the look in your eyes. The look that says you want to be up there flying in the clouds. The look that says you would rather be at the controls of one of these machines seeing just how much you can push it. Seeing just how well you can make these big machines dance. You have that look, and I saw it. SO I asked Brandon about it, and he confirmed what I thought.” Billy smiled as he saw that look again in Runt's eyes.

“I know you don't know this, but before I met all the kids form the clan I was stuck in a wheel chair.” Getting confused looks from both boys, Billy took a moment to fill them in on why he was in a wheel chair. “...and when I woke up in the hospital, I found out I would always be in a wheel chair, never able to walk again. But when the boys from the UNIT showed up, and I met Will for the first time, I found out that even though I couldn't walk, I could still fly. See, Will modified the controls of one of the helicopters so I could control the rudder with my hand, instead of my feet.” Both boys were enraptured with the story Billy had just told them, but he didn't think either one of them really knew why he was telling them this. “The reason I told you guys this is simple. Runt, if you really want to fly, I can modify one of the birds so you can. It's rather simple to do, and it doesn't matter to us if your short - it really doesn't.”

So Runt got his wish, he learned how to fly, and according to Billy, he was damn good at it. Runt didn't really care as long as he got to feel the power of the bird, and feel it twitch at his slightest touch. But then their time in the Tardis came to an end, and Runt had to face reality. They only had a few helicopters left here, after what happened earlier that week, and all of them were already spoken for. He was told he would be a back up pilot for one of the helicopters they had, but he knew he would never fly it on a mission.

That's why he was sitting in his room now totally depressed. He wasn't good enough to help them with the fighting, so he would have to sit this one out, and hope someday he might get a helicopter of his own.

He was brought out of his depression by a voice coming over the speakers in his room. “All pilots and flight crew members are to report to the hanger bay immediately...” The message repeated, and Runt knew he had to go, so slowly he made his way up to the hanger bay.

 

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Adam walked into the main briefing room an hour and a half after Tom showed up. Adam couldn't seem to wipe the determined smile off his face. This was the time that his family was going to get a bit of the revenge he had wanted for so long. Now was the time to lay out the plan that he and the rest of the Intel kids made up, to the rest of his family.

When he walked in, the room fell silent, which was impressive due to the number of people in there. Now took a moment to look them all over as he made his way to the front of the room. Not only were there over three hundred of his kids there, these of course were only the combat troops, and did not include the over five hundred others that got non combat related training. Of course Adam could not forget about the many, many others that got some type of training in the Tardis, and not all of those that got combat training were coming on this mission.

Other then those, he saw fifteen members of the VSO, representing the troops they would supply. Next his eyes fell on Jason, and his group, all eagerly awaiting their orders. Jason, his crew, along with Brant, Matthew, and the VSO, gave Adam something he never really had before. Yes he was trained in small unit combat, and he and his brothers did that very well, but since they got here, Adam had shifted their focus to larger scale assaults. The VSO though, they were perfect for part of his plan. They could go in and do their job, with out ever being seen.

Adam's eyes then fell on Joel and Kevin, along with their bodyguards. He knew he could never get away with giving Joel orders to stay back, so he was going to do the next best thing - give him protection detail, protecting the helicopters.

Then his eyes fell on Mike, Sammy, and their group. Adam's smile faded slightly. He knew he was going to give them one of the hardest assignments, but they were the ones best suited for it.

Then he saw Skipper, Bobby, and their group. He still remembered the arguments that they had over whether or not the medivac would be armed. It finally came down to Adam saying he would not allow another un-armed helicopter to go into a hot zone. When that was said, they all agreed to have two extra people in there with door guns.

Next was Chang sitting with his wolves. Adam still had trouble believing what had happened to bring the wolves to them, but he had even more problems with everything he had seen them do since then. Khan had privately admitted to Adam that the wolves were easily the match for his cats, if not more so. The things that made the wolves so much more dangerous could be considered a perfect storm of events. First off, they were totally loyal to Chang. Adam knew he could give them an order, but that was only because Chang had let them know in no uncertain terms that Adam was in charge of even the pack.

What was even worse was how well synched they were. They had the instincts of a wolf pack, and Chang has utilized that to turn them into a frighteningly effective fighting force. Their link was so ingrained in them, that Chang had told Adam that very often, the wolves do not even think about what's going to happen next, they just do it. Both Chang and Korris had taken that link, and with some very extensive training, turned them into the premier strike team with in the Unit. The only thing that cats had on them was the fact that the cats could easily work together or separately. The wolves had a big problem if they were not together. The cats each had their own abilities, and one on one the cats would tear apart the wolves. The cats could do things that the wolves never would be able to do; but as a PACK, the Wolves would hold the advantage over the eleven cats even if they were together as a group again.

Adam still shuddered when he thought about the assignment the wolves took up. Adam was originally going to send in five or six strike teams - fifty or sixty troops to take out one building - the problem being who was he going to send. Then Chang had volunteered to take his PACK in - just his pack. At first Adam was unsure if they could do it, but Chang was insistent. Adam may have thought someone else was boasting about their abilities if they volunteered to do that, but he knew Chang better. If Chang said they could, then they could.

Next on the list of groups were the pilots, with Tom Larkin sitting with them. All of them had on their flight suits, and what ever other personal equipment they needed. Of course the biggest thing about the group was not just the fact that they all now had helicopters to fly, thanks to Tom, but the fact that Runt was flying for Tom. Adam thought back to what happened when he called all the pilots out to see the presents Tom had brought.

Once they were all out there, he told Will to break them up into their new birds. Of course, Will and Bill would take the Jump Jets, as they were the only two qualified to fly them.

However, before Will could split them up, Tom stepped forward and informed Adam that he was going. Adam cocked his head, and Tom explained. “Hey, you guys made me family, and I ain't about to let you go in there to rescue more of my family with out going with.”

Adam grinned when he heard Tom say that and gave the man a big hug. When he stepped back, he was suddenly hit with a question. “But what about your pilot? He left with the others.”

Tom nodded and called Will over. “Hey Will, need to ask you something.” When Will nodded, Tom went on. “I'm a good pilot, but I am a better gunner on the Apache, so tell me, who do you have that I can count on to get me in there and let me blow the shit out of things?”

Will didn't even hesitate. He turned and called out, “Hey Runt, get your ass over here!”

Tom was a bit shocked when Runt jogged over, but trusted Will's judgment. “Okay Runt, here's the deal. You see the Apache over there?”

Runt looked and smiled shyly, but nodded. “Good, here's your assignment. Your one of the best pilots I have, and to be honest, I don’t want to waste your talent on one of the black hawks - they don't have the reaction speed that you do. However, that thing does.” Will said while pointing the Apache.

“Now, there's a string attached. Uncle Tom's gonna be your gunner.” He let that sink in for a second then went on. “We can't afford to loose him, so I don’t want him to even have a scratch. However, feel free to make him puke.” Will added with a grin.

Tom just laughed, “Many pilots have tried, and none have succeeded.”

Adam busted out laughing. “Tom, you don't know Runt very well. I think he just took that as a challenge, and he LOVES challenges.”

Adam grinned as he was brought back into the briefing room and out of his thoughts.

He took one more look around that room, and his eyes feel on the intel kids, most of whom were Logan clones. They were ready to head to Tom's last surprise. Some how he had managed to get them access to an AWACS plane, basically the military's equivalent to a flying command and control center. The Intel group almost had one collective orgasm when they heard they would be sitting in one of those circling over the battlefield. Jack was going to be in command of that group doing his job as overseeing the whole operation, while Adam was in the thick of it.

Adam nodded to himself then took in a deep breath and spoke. “Every single one of you know what we are about to do. I don't need to really go into it, other then to give out your assignments. I would like to take a moment and thank each and every one of you for doing this. None of you have to do this, yet you are all here, and even when given the opportunity to back out - none of you have. For that I thank you.”

“Now, before I get into the assignments, I want to start out with one of my favorite quotes.”

“LIFE IS NOT A JOURNEY
TO THE GRAVE WITH THE
INTENTION OF
ARRIVING SAFELY IN A
PRETTY AND WELL-PRESERVED BODY,

BUT RATHER TO
SKID IN BROADSIDE,
THOROUGHLY USED UP,
TOTALLY WORN OUT,
AND LOUDLY PROCLAIMING...

"WOW! WHAT A RIDE!"

The room erupted in laughter, which Adam joined in on. Then he got down to the assignments.

 

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Half an hour later, people were loading into the helicopters to go. Daileass was going to be transporting the helicopters full of people, while hovering above the ground, one by one to the appointed area about sixty miles away from the base they were attacking.

Adam and Logan, along with the rest of the core Unit boys, Janet and Joe were going from helicopter to helicopter making sure everyone was set, and okay with their assignments before they left. They got up to the helicopter holding Joel, Kevin, Brant, Matthew, the four cats, and a few others when Joel got their attention.

"Adz! AAAADDDDZZZZ! Hey! I gotta tell ya something," Joel called out over the sound of the rotor blades beginning to spin up.

Adam looked over at him and yelled back, "Yeah?"

"I was pulling your leg!" Joel shouted back as the copter started to pull up into the air, struggling to make himself heard. "You're not pregnant!!! GOTCHA!!!"

With that the helicopter lifted off the ground as the boys just stood there in stunned silence.

Janet was the first one to react. She quickly grabbed the shoulder mounted rocket launcher that Juan had on his back, and with surprising ease, pulled the thing to full extension and put it on her shoulder before Adam could tackle her. Some of the kids were laughing, but Janet was cussing so bad even Juan learned a few words.

“NO MOM!!!!! You can't kill him!!!” Adam screamed while trying to get the rocket launcher away from her, and not hurt her at the same time.

“WHY NOT!!!! I'm gonna kill that little bastard!!!!” Janet was screaming as well, but one person knew that she was just playing.

Juan was the one that noticed the safety had never been taken off, nor had she actually ever pointed it at the helicopter. Just as Juan was about to point this out, Janet grinned up at Adam who had finally gotten the launcher away from her, and said with a grin, “Gotcha too.”

Adam stood there shocked for a second, then turned to address everyone around. “Okay - next person to pull a practical joke on me will face me in the ring - GOT IT?!?!?!” With that he stalked off to get in his helicopter.

Of course Logan knew he was joking - sort of.

A few moments later, as Juan was getting into their helicopter, he looked down to his little bear, Rambo. He smiled as he thought about the changes the 'little' bear had gone through in the three years they were on the Tardis. At first Juan and Jory just thought about making him an android style body so he could move around and interact with everyone. But then something strange happened, Juan noticed that Rambo actually grew more self-aware then they thought he would.

With the personality that he and Jory had programed, Rambo wanted to be able to get into the fight more. Or as he put it, “I wanna be able to kick ass, and I can't do it with this little furry body.”

After discussing it with Jory, then Joel and finally the doctor, they came up with an idea. They would make Rambo a new body along the same lines as what the Doctor had already developed, even closer to a human, or in his case a dog, then an android would be.

After discussing it with Rambo, and letting Rambo pick out many of the features of his new body, they began. They had much more success then they ever dreamed possible.

When they were done, Rambo stood just shy of three feet tall, looked for all the world like a large teddy bear, at least until he exposed the claws on his hands and toes, the mouth full of fangs, and the 4 inch retractable blades that came out of his wrist. Those of course he wanted after watching an X-Men movie.

Needless to say, Rambo was now every bit as deadly as he was cuddly - which is just how Juan always thought he should be. He is Juan's teddy bear after all.

Two minutes later the helicopters were all airborne, and Daileass was starting to transport the helicopters. Once they were all on station, and hovering just a few feet above the ground, Adam took a moment to do a count, and make sure everyone was there. There were the fifteen Blackhawks, carrying twenty combat troops each, along with the Medivac, carrying Skipper and Bobby's team. The two Hind-D gunships piloted by Sarah and Chris, both being excellent pilots, as well as the first two helicopter pilots they had besides Will and Billy. The Apache gunship with Runt as the pilot, and Uncle Tom gunning. Then there were Will and Billy, in the two Harrier Jump Jets. Adam could imagine both of them still grinning as they sat there ready to take those things in there and bomb the hell out of the base. Lastly, the two surviving Huey's acting mainly as fire support, but able to pull fast extractions if needed.

Adam still remembered the little fight he and Logan got into not long ago. Logan asked why they needed a medivac, or extraction helicopters, when they had Daileass. Adam's response was simple - they may not always have Daileass there to bail them out, so they needed to know how to do it with out him. Of course, if it was really life or death, Adam did give Daileass authorization to beam out anyone who would die with out it. Adam wasn't that cold hearted.

“Command this is Lead... all accounted for and ready for 'go' order.” Adam spoke over his mic, and started to picture in his mind what many brilliant military minds had spent over one thousand man-hours created over the last day and a half. Even Tom had said the plan was ballsy as hell, but had the best chance of working. Even with all the people they had going, they were still outnumbered around ten to one, and the other side had home field advantage.

Jack's voice came across no more then three seconds later, issuing the first orders of the battle. “Roger that Lead - Operation Furry Flight is good to go!”

Adam almost burst out laughing, and momentarily regretted letting the younger kids pick the code names for this mission. He really almost laughed when he heard the low guttural growl come across the radio, and he knew it had to be Khan.

Moments later, they all got word that Chang, along with his wolves, and all the cats had exited the plane flying high over the site. The pilot of the transport plane came over the radio, laughing as he said “Operation Pussy and Puppy drop is complete - we're bugging out.”

Juan giggled and nudged Adam, "It's going to be unpleasant out there."

Adam was momentarily shocked. "Huh? You thinking a fight will be unpleasant?!" he managed, eying his laughing brother.

"Yeah! It's raining cats and dogs, right now!"

Adam was about to bust out laughing, when he heard several voice over the radio either saying they weren't dogs, or Khan saying something about what he was going to do to Juan. That's when Adam realized Juan was broadcasting his comments. That just made Adam laugh harder.

"Oh my! Dogs and Cats and Bears! Oh My!" came a silvery little giggle over the comm.

"I did not hear that. I don't know who spoke, cos I'm not talking to them right now," Juan said semi-seriously, a smile in his voice.

"Oh, Ju... I mean, Psycho-Headcase!" Joel whined, using the code name a 7-year-old boy had come up with for Juan.

“Compliments will get you no where.” Juan said seriously.

"How about cuddles, kisses and cookies?" Juan bit his tongue, while Jory laughed at the mental message Juan sent him.

“Psycho-Headcase says he is not speaking to the annoying little elf at this moment...” Jory said.

"Okay, then I'll read the last chapter of Silmarillion to my hubby WITHOUT the Pshyco-Headcase - ner!"

Before anyone else could respond, Jack's voice came across trying hard not to let his laughter be heard, but failing. “Please keep this channel clear for operation related conversations. T minus forty five seconds till landing. Harrier's your good for your run.”

Juan now looked completely put out, and poked his tongue out at Jory. "You've lost me cuddles, cookies and a good story! Bastard!"

Adam let the banter die out in his head as he saw Will and Billy push the jets to top speed for their run. Adam started to picture in his mind how things were going, using what he knew the plan was, and the chatter over the radio with the updates. As soon as the bullets start to fly, everyone gets serious.

Adam could see the cats and wolves, with Chang in the lead gliding down in their glide suits towards the base. The wolves staying in tight formation around Chang and Korris, while the cats fanned out a bit. Adam knew they were going to try and stay in the sun as long as possible, which is one of the reasons they planned the attack for this time of day. They hoped it would keep them from being seen till it was too late.

Adam saw in his mind, the cats getting close, pulling up to drop their speed, at the same time as opening up with their machine guns on the four guard towers. They had one of the hardest jobs, as all the guard towers needed to be taken out, or they would have a clear line on the wolves, Chang and Korris as they landed right in the middle of the parade field.

From the radio chatter, he heard first Khan's voice come over saying his tower was secure. Adam could hear the gunfire going in the background, while Jack ordered the gun ships to go full speed, and the Blackhawks to follow.

Adam barely registered his helicopter lurching forward as the pilot gave it full throttle as he heard Thor and Tyr call their tower clear, followed closely by Hermes and Mercury.

Adam was holding his breath waiting to hear Vishnu and Kartik call theirs clear, but the call didn't come.

He was about to call and get a status report, when he heard Kartik call over the radio, “South tower clear, need Medivac as soon as it's clear.”

Before any acknowledgment could be made, Vish came across the radio, “I don't need a fucking medivac! I still got one good arm!”

Jack cut in right then, and Adam could see the base coming up in the distance. “South Tower, hold position and cover the incoming helicopters. Strike team delta, advance to zone alpha two, and take out the runway ASAP!”

Adam heard the various acknowledgments come across, and just as he was about to get ready for his part, his blood ran cold.

“Fuck!!!!” Billy screamed over the radio, and Adam saw his jet pull up sharp, and go balls to the wall away from the base. Adam's advanced eye sight caught why. “SAM away!!!! It's locked on... SHIT! Bugging out till I can get it off my ass!”

At the same time, Chang's steady voice came across. “Parade field cleared, ready for drop off. Please make it quick.”

“Understood Black team - We are eight seconds out.” Adam said, as he took off the headset he had, and relied now only on the sub-vocal. Adam would now only hear what was going on with the ground team, as Daileass was keeping the teams on one channel. Jack was now in full control.

Adam looked forward, as he hung off the side of the helicopter, and saw the destruction that was being caused. Will was taking out his targets, which included the south gate, the control tower, and the planes on the ground. Just then he heard Jack come across the sub-vocal. “VSO, South Tower is down, please begin your operations.”

"The Dragon has air..." was the only response they got from the Welsh Commander.

Adam saw a problem right away. The North Gate - Billy was supposed to get it, but with the SAM, he had to bug out before he could. Adam couldn't do anything about it right then, since he felt them start to slow for their drop, as well as the helicopter starting to take fire.

Adam just shook his head as he saw Juan grab Rambo around the waist, and jump out of the helicopter - while they were still about fifty feet off the ground, and going about forty miles an hour. Juan's gleeful cries could be heard for a few seconds, and Adam grinned himself. “Fuck this!” he cried as he too jumped out, machine gun opening up as soon as he had a clear line of fire.

Adam hit the ground, rolled and came up firing. He almost lost his concentration when he saw a fireball erupt from right next to him, and streak out to take out a group of four or five guys that had been running towards him. Adam looked over and saw his little brother Jimmy standing next to him. “What, you think I would let you have all the fun?” Jimmy grinned as he too brought up his rifle and started to take shots at people.

“JORY!!! Take out the North Gate! Juan, find high ground and cover him!” Adam called into his sub-vocal.

Adam didn't have to look to see if his orders had been followed, he knew they would be. When he did get a chance to look, he almost lost his footing and busted out laughing.

Jory was zigzagging towards the gate, while Juan ran at Khan. Right before he got there, Juan cried out in a deep dwarfish voice, “TOSS ME!!!! BUT NOT A WORD TO THE ELF!”

Khan never missed a beat, and grabbed Juan as he ran by, Rambo still clutching in the boy's arms. Khan spun once, and let fly right at the guard tower that he had just jumped down from. Juan and Rambo both cried gleefully as they flew through the air and landed inside the tower. Juan quickly pulled out his rifle and started taking out guys in Jory's path, while Rambo jumped behind the .50 cal turret and was screaming maniacally as he let loose with the huge machine gun.

"Oh look! A flying Dwarf!" Adam heard in his sub-vocal from the giggling 'Elf' in question. "Got all teams in place, Boss. The Dragon are all inside. Chipmunks and Horny One have linked up with Fire."

Adam was about to comment on the lack of sanity by his group when he saw Jory pull out one his famous C-4 teddy bears, threw it at someone and yelled out “HERE!!!! HE NEEDS A HUG!” As soon as the teddy bear hit the guy full on in the chest, then fall to the ground, it blew up. Adam actually heard Jory giggle saying “You shoulda hugged him!”

Adam was paying attention to everything going on around him, while still making sure they made enough noise to distract the bad guys from what the VSO Guys were doing, when he noticed the Jory made it to the gate, pulled out about five of his teddy bears an attached them to the gate. A few seconds later he was running away when he hit the button and the gate blew apart.

"If you go down to Arizona today, you'll sure have a big surprise. If you go down to that G-Base today, you better go in full armor and a tank... cos today's the day when Jory's Teddy's are having... a blast..."

"That didn't rhyme, Elf."

"I know. Kinda hard to do when you're racing for cover, Not-Elf"

'Huff!'

Adam just shook his head as he took a brief moment to take stock of how things were going. The last of the helicopters had offloaded their troops, and had just lifted off. At the same time, he saw Chang, Korris and the wolves hit the main barracks. Ten to do what he wanted to send fifty or sixty to do. Adam figured the bad guys would probably have preferred he send the large group in - they would probably be nicer.

Adam also saw that Sammy and his crew had hit their building. That was the one that worried him the most. It was the only building that Ollie and the Chipmunks could not get any intel on. He wanted to take it himself, but he was needed more out here. He trusted Uncle Mike, and knew that Sammy, the Trinity, Uncle Eric, and the rest sent with them could handle it. But as always he worried.

Adam slung his rifle as it ran out of ammo, and grabbed two hand grenades. He didn't want to take the time to re-load as his group had the most dangerous job. The thirty he had with him had to take as much of the shit as the bad guys could hand out so that they would not get to the kids held here until the VSO arrived. Their entire plan revolved around that.

Adam knew General Adams well enough to know that his orders were simple; if they came under attack they were to get rid of the evidence as fast as they could. So Adam's job was easy - yet the most dangerous. Adam and his troops needed to make enough noise to keep their attention focused on them while the VSO got into place to protect the G-Kids. Adam knew they couldn't keep it up for long, but they needed to hit them as hard as they could for a total of two minutes. In theory that doesn't sound hard, but when it's thirty guys trying to keep hundreds pinned down for that long, it can be.

As Adam started throwing more grenades, he heard over the sub-vocal:

'Huff huff huffff!'

"You sure?"

'Huff!'

"Fuck! Come on. We're needed, Not-Elf."

"Boss told us to stay here!"

"I'll say sorry later. Come on!"

'Huff!'

*Bark*

"Hi ho Sehlat! AWAY!"

"Oh, God... If I die, I'm going to be soooo pissed off at you!"

"You've got the same armour as me. And a morph!"

"I might throw up at seeing this too close!"

"Meh, bad guys. S'long as I don't kill them, I don't care. Wow! I-Cheya, you can run fast!"

"What the fuck now?" Adam said as he looked at the blasted in gates.

Then he saw a white-silver armored bear run around the corner of it, carrying to small boys in glimmering and shining Armour, followed by two pissed off G-Cats, a Vampire and a black 'shadow' whom he knew to be Antony -- ALL heading to the same building Sammy just went into.

"Spock'll kill me..." Adam said as he pulled two of his pistols and started to take people out with those when he heard Billy come back over the radio. “LEAD!!! We got birds coming in hot and heavy from the south. They warning us off, and they got orders to open fire as soon as they’re in range. Request permission to intercept!”

Jack's voice came over, and Adam could now hear the strain in it. “Red 1 and 2 break off, and engage the incoming hostiles... Yellow three, four and five, back them up. All other birds if they break twenty five miles you are to bug out immediately.”

“Received!” Came the response from all the helicopters.

Tom came across with his own message. “Lead this is Yellow three. Switch over to military ops channel three two niner. Tell Tango Squad their run is authorized. That's a full ten Apache's simply waiting for the order to join in the fun! They'll help your guys handle the hostiles.”

Adam couldn't help but grin even as he was forced to seek cover behind a still burning jeep. He landed hard next to his brother Jimmy who gave him a tight smile. “So this is your idea of a fun little assignment?” The younger boy asked referring to the way Adam had phrased it when he asked for volunteers to join him in it.

Adam knew how dangerous this part of the job would be, so he never ordered any of the teams to join him, but simply asked for volunteers to stand and fight next to him, after he described what the plan was. Adam was moved almost to tears as everyone of the kids under his command stood when he asked for volunteers.

Adam grinned as he came back to the here and now. “Oh yeah. This is a BLAST ain't it.” Jimmy just groaned at a pun that was so bad it should have come from Dave.

Before Adam could say anything else, they both ducked their heads as one of the helicopters came streaking by laying down cover fire. However, just as it pulled up to circle around, Adam heard the explosion.

No one saw where it came form, but as the Huey pulled up and banked, a rocket propelled grenade came streaking in, and blew off the back part of the helicopter.

Adam cursed as he saw once again one of his helicopters going down. He looked around frantically trying to figure out what to do, knowing he was going to have to call Daileass to transport the crew out. He hated having to rely on something he would not always have, but he was not going to let people die because of his stubborn pride.

“COVER ME!” Adam heard someone shout. He tore his eyes off the wildly spinning helicopter to see Jimmy jump out from behind the jeep, and run out into the middle of the field, the helicopter spinning toward him.

Jimmy threw his hands up into the air, pointed at the helicopter, and Adam swore he was going to blow the thing up for some reason, but the helicopter started to slow it's wild spin, and it's decent. Jimmy was using his telekinesis to save the helicopter.

He knew his little brother had been training with Nathan, but Adam also knew there was no way Jimmy was powerful enough to save the helicopter. Nathan was, and maybe even Chang, but both of them were N-Gen.

Jimmy wasn't.

Adam didn't have to give any orders, as everyone seemed to know that Jimmy was trying to do. All around Adam, everyone opened up with everything they had, trying to keep the bad guys pinned down so they couldn't hit the boy standing out in the middle of the field.

Adam emptied the clips on his pistols as he ran to be next to Jimmy. Using his speed loaders, he quickly reloaded, and did as much as he could to cover his brother.

Sweat had broken out on Jimmy's forehead as he strained to soften the landing of the over ten thousand pound helicopter. Adam would have tried to help, but he couldn't spare the concentration. Not only that, be he hadn't really trained up his telekinesis. Jimmy was probably a stronger telekinetic then Adam was even though Adam was N-Gen.

Adam was momentarily stunned when he glanced over at Jimmy just in time to see his eyes flickering blue, and he started to lift off the ground. Adam could feel the heat erupt from his brother, and suddenly his brother was glowing. He wasn't on fire, but he was certainly super heating the air around him. His clothes were starting to smoke, and a cry of sheer agony tore from his throat. He was so intent on his task, that he couldn't - wouldn't - stop till it was done.

“SNIPER!” Adam barely heard it, and before he knew what he was doing, Adam flung himself in front of Jimmy. He felt the bullet slam into him, throwing him back almost fifteen feet, before he hit the ground, unmoving.

Juan glanced over as he heard the cry of 'sniper'. He saw the helicopter was now only a few feet off the ground, but what he saw with Jimmy shocked him. He knew what was happening - Jimmy was trying to channel more energy then his mind could handle. Juan knew there was only one thing to do, and quick as a thought, Juan broke into Jimmy's mind and shut him down. The boy collapsed just as the helicopter hit the ground. It wasn't a text book landing, but when it hit the ground, it didn't suffer any more damage, and Juan saw the side gunner standing there behind his gun, still firing.

That's when he saw Adam. Juan hadn't really thought anything about Adam taking the bullet meant for Jimmy. Adam was the toughest of any of them. He had been shot at point blank range with a high-powered rifle before while wearing his armor, and other then breaking a few ribs, nothing bad happened. Those ribs healed with in a few minutes, so Juan wasn't worried. Until he saw Adam not moving.

Juan's cry was heart wrenching, and seemed to seek out every single one of his brothers. He jumped down from the top of the tower, and was running as fast he could the second his feet were on the ground. Jory was only two steps behind him. Juan saw Khan break through the side of a brick building, intent on getting to Adam. Chang and the Wolves seemed to erupt from out of nowhere, all intent on one thing - getting to Adam.

Juan was only slightly surprised when he saw Logan running all out towards Adam. He wasn't surprised that his brother's love would be running, but it was the speed the Logan was running that surprised him. Then Logan jerked, obviously he had just been hit with a bullet, but he barely missed a step as he kept right on going.

They all made it to Adam almost at the same time, and they all saw the blood.

“ADAM!” Logan dropped to his knees, obliviously not caring that he too was bleeding.

Chang carefully rolled Adam onto his back. “SKIPPER!!! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW! ADAM'S DOWN!”

Bobby was momentarily stunned - never had he heard Chang's voice raised, but then his training kicked in, and he kicked the helicopter up to full speed. As he did so, he replied that they would be there in ten seconds.

Adam looked up at Logan who was hovering over top of him. Logan gasped as he saw the blood that was frothing out of Adam's mouth, as his love took a breath, and spoke softly. “This ain't good Log...”

Before he could reply, Janet was pushing people out of the way to get to Adam as Chang was literally cutting Adam's armor off him. With Janet's help he pulled the vest off, and then Janet had a tricorder out and scanning.

“Oh fuck...” she breathed quietly, as Chang was doing his best to stop the bleeding from the holes on both sides of Adam's chest. He was quietly talking while he did this.

“The bullet seemed to go in under the arm on the right side, and exit on the left. Both lungs are down...” He could say no more for Janet stood up, and called out into the air.

“EVERYONE GET BACK!!!! Daileass – get us to the trauma unit now. I'm declaring a Code Blue staff all call. They better be there right now!”

Daileass didn't even bother to respond. With in a second, Janet, Chang and Adam all disappeared.

Logan looked lost for a second, then he heard Chang's voice in his head, and somehow knew that both Juan and Jory heard it as well.

“Logan, you know I will do all I can for Adam. However, we need you to command the rest of the battle. You are the best person for the job. Can you pull yourself together long enough to do it?”

Logan looked up and met eyes with first Juan, then Jory. He saw the same thing in both eyes. Neither Jory nor Juan were comfortable taking command, but would if Logan could not. But both of them agreed with Chang, Logan was the best person for this.

He looked down at the blood dripping from his hand, and for the first time really realized he had been shot too. A clean would was in his shoulder - the bullet went right through with out too much damage. He was only mildly surprised to find out it didn't hurt. He looked back up, but this time his eyes were filled with a fierce determination, and both Juan and Jory grinned.

“ALL RIGHT EVERYONE!!! LETS FINISH WHAT WE STARTED! ADAM WANTED THIS MISSION COMPLETED, AND WE AIN'T GONNA LET HIM DOWN. ALPHA, BETA, DELTA TEAMS, TAKE POINT. I WANT THIS PLACE CLEANED UP - NO SURVIVORS!”

Everyone let out a single battle cry, then turned and executed Logan's orders. Every single one of them fighting for one thing, now. These assholes had taken out one of their own - and they would pay.

Juan ran over to Logan as the Entire Unit was fanning out. “Logan, can I call in my reinforcements now?”

Logan looked at the young boy who had a fire in his eyes. “Juan.. you call anyone in right now you want. Consider this an order... KILL THEM ALL!”

Juan gave him a ferocious smile, almost maniacal in nature, came to attention, saluted, then grab the radio off his belt. “Teddy bear Assault Force... you're live. Kill everything that is not IFF (Identify Friend or Foe) Friendly!”

Suddenly one hundred of the teddy bears that Jory and Juan had made appeared in the middle of the field, lined ten by ten. All of them only three feet tall, wearing camouflage clothing, and carrying guns. These were the ones that were programed with nothing more then military programing. These were not truly sentient, Joel had made sure of that. But they were very good at what they had to do.

Without a word they spread out, and one hundred more guns added to the battle going on all around the base.

 

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Back in Utah, the doctors were frantically trying to save Adam's life. The bullet had gone through him from one side to the other, finally stopping when it hit the armor on the other side. Both of his lungs had been shredded, two ribs were destroyed, but the worst part was the fact the bullet tore a hole in the ascending aortic artery. Chang looked up and saw the same thing in Janet's eyes as were in his own. Adam was dying, and they weren’t be able to repair the damage quickly enough.

Chang had tears in his eyes as he cried out for one person he knew might be able to save his brother. “LEVI!”

There was a dual flash of light, and Levi appeared along with a yellow eyed boy of about the same age. "Yes, Uncle Chang?" Levi asked mutely, his eyes sad.

Chang never looked up from his work. “You can save him. Please Levi!”

Levi closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again to look down at the dying boy on the operating table. His eyes were shining white.

"I can't. Well, I could, but I shouldn't. My Friend... my Friend says it's... it's his time, Uncle Chang..." Levi said softly, tears in his voice.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S HIS TIME?!?!” Janet cried out, just as a single tone filled the air - Adam's heart had stopped. “I don't give a shit what your friend says - SAVE MY SON!”

As Levi wiped a tear from his own eye and was about to respond, the yellow-eyed boy next to him spoke, "To hell with Vae'Runam. I like this one. He's interesting."

"No, Quint! We can't, it's not right..." Levi started, but Quint flapped his hand.

"No, YOU can't. I didn't hear Vae'Runam, so I don't know that I can't as well," he said with a smirk as he climbed up and sat next to Adam's prone body.

He bent his head down and whispered into the dying boy's ear. What he expected to get back from that was out of Janet's understanding, but he seemed satisfied a second or so later.

"Done and Done!" Quint giggled as he snapped his fingers.

With an explosion of light, all the blood and worse was gone from Adam and the others. So were all of Adam's scars.

His softly glowing blue eyes were now open and looking up at Janet. "Mom?"

"Yes, honey?" Janet said in relief as she sagged against the table.

"That fucking hurt! Can I have a hug?"

The End

"... and they all killed maimed and destroyed their enemies, and lived happily ever after... except Juan as there were no more enemies to kill. He just made Koth's life a nightmare... as well as make him sore...

...but that, my children, is another story..."

Author's Notes:

Before anyone asks, yes this is the end of book two, and yes there will be a book three, but there will also be an epilogue chapter of book 2 that is already being written.

Before I say anything else, there are a few people I really need to recognize, and give some heart felt thanks.

First off is my primary editor, D&B. With out him, These chapters would be a lot harder to read, if you could at all.

Second is my partner in crime Ilu. He has had a lot of input into these last few chapters as well as writing up the little blurb I put after “the end”. I must say it has been nothing but fun writing with him.

Third is Ranger. He has recently come on board as another editor for me, as many know I need more then one.

Of course I need to say something nice about the readers, for with out you, no one would be reading my story. I am sure I like you guys a lot better then you like me after my series of cliffhangers. I have one more good one in store, but then I promise a break in the cliffies. I will only do dramatic pauses!

Ilu's Notes:

Blames me for everything... as if it were MY idea for Joel to prank his guys... as if it were MY idea to make Chang and Juan Klingons (God, save us all!! Juan a KLINGON!)... as if it were...

Well, okay. Yes, it was.

Hehehehe...